This has changed me in a most profound way.
Granite - Sleep Token
specific and express appreciation post for muses who are just regular humans. just plain ol' normal humans living plain ol' normal lives, in a modern world, buying groceries or replacing the glass in one of their windows or doing their everyday job and doing it well. you guys make the world go round
✨🌻🌿✨🌻🌿✨🌻🌿✨ 🌿 You CAN do it 🌻 ✨🌻🌿✨🌻🌿✨🌻🌿✨
Maya Angelou (via thoughtkick)
Send 😋 for my muse to jump into your muse’s arms
Or send 😋 Reverse <— for your muse to jump into my muse’s arms
Send 😋 for my muse to jump into your muse’s arms
Or send 😋 Reverse <— for your muse to jump into my muse’s arms
Derek knocked on the door after it a few moments without Matthew answering. What was the man doing? He told him to show up. Was he flaking? He’d been looking forward to this since hearing from the other man too much to have it cancelled now. He didn’t want to sulk home with his blue balls and rediscovered loneliness. “Matty? Going to let me in or should I start trying the windows?”
He opened the door with a bit of flourish, cheeky smirk on his face as he leans against the frame to show off his figure. He’s only wearing a pair of sweatpants, brushing a hand through his tussled hair. “Excited much?” he teases, eyeing Derek from top to toe. He moves to let the other man into his apartment, the TV volume on low playing some old drama.
“I’ve only got some beer if you need a drink. We can order in later on after if you wanna,” he said after closing the door. “I missed you,” he hums, running his hands up Derek’s hips and gently pulls them close.
kiantrev:
@mccallofthewild
[text] dinner, share a six-pack. a tumble or two, then watch stupid late night shows right after. the usual.
[text] are you busy?
[text] Not too busy for some time with you. I can be over in 30 minutes
[text] see you soon :)
After sending the text, Matthew couldn’t fight the growing smile on his face. It’s been a very boring weekend, and he wasn’t in the mood to finish his reading or attempt at some writing. He had a need that itched under his skin that needed scratching, and his latest catch promised a very good time whenever he’s over. 30 minutes passes fairly quickly, hearing the doorbell ring while he was artfully tussling his hair to put on the gorgeous, messy look.
so so so weak for muses who "let me go - let me go, they're still in there!" as they're held back from a burning building. so so weak, also, for muses who will stomp on a foot or bite a hand or elbow someone hard if they're holding them back, because They're Still In There, And I Already Said, Let Me Go
Panic! at the Disco — Pray For The Wicked Album {Sentence Starters}
- “You’re a sweet talker.”
- “Someone still loves you.”
- “And if you lose, boo hoo.”
- “You need me, don’t you?“
- “You’re not gonna make it.”
- “I don’t know if I will survive.”
- “They were the best of times.”
- “And nobody owes you, now.”
- “Always had high, high hopes.”
- “But, nobody knows you, now.”
- “Now it looks like a wasteland.”
- “And I don’t feel anything at all.”
- “I guess it just ain’t big enough.”
- “This is the oddest of summers.”
- “Everything about you is perfect.”
- “Sorry to get sentimental tonight.”
- “I was gonna be that one in a million.”
- “I’m filthy as charged, filthy as charged.”
- “They were the best of times of your life.”
- “And there’s only memories when it’s over.”
- “Burn your biographies, rewrite your history.”
- “Some only live to die, I’m alive to fly higher.”
- “Didn’t know how, but I always had a feeling…”
- “Didn’t have a dime but I always had a vision.”
- “Been waiting for somebody else to carry me.”
- “There’s nothing else there for me at my door.”
- “I don’t trust anything or anyone, below the Sun.”
- “All the people I know aren’t who they used to be.”
- “Been traveling in packs that I can’t carry anymore.”
- “So, pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned.”
- “All my life been hustling and tonight is my appraisal.”
- “Far away to a place where I’m free from the weight…”
- “We were swallowing the nights like we had nine lives.”
- “Everything about you is perfect, down to your blood type.”
- “Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you.”
- “This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks.”
- “Heaven knows that I’m born too late for these ghosts that I chase.”“
- “It’s just that everything reminds me of things I thought I shouldn’t have to see, again.”
“I broke the lock. You were screaming.” - a very much Peder thing to do
"I wasn't screaming!" Matt sighs behind the bath curtain, face red in embarrassment. The bathroom door was letting out the steam from the super hot shower, he might have let out a yell. Not a scream, it was just a reactionary yell of surprise. "I'm okay now, it's gonna be a really quick shower, promise!"
Everything Matters
SIR????
send me ‘ hold up ‘ for your muse to grab mine by the back of the shirt to keep them from doing something dangerous / foolish
- send ‘ hold up ‘ reverse for my muse to do the grabbing